Sunday, November 30, 2008

"Beauty"


Beauty sleeps, not a moment wasted watching her
Beauty wakes, the start of another lifetime
Beauty cries, her tears are like daggers
Beauty smiles, the most radiant sunshine can not compare
Beauty speaks, an angel sings to me
Beauty listens, a comforting confession
Beauty longs, an eternity awaits her
Beauty accepts, and she is mine forever
Beauty is my wife, and an example is made

"Vague"

Vague be the plague that poisons the point

While beating around the proverbial bush

Impaled by a stop sign

He prolongs the inevitable

But time passes go

And collects 200 dollars

The school bell rings

And a young boy turns 40

Saturday, November 29, 2008

"Behind Blue Eyes"

No One can change the past and done, or

Knows what the future may hold. For some,

What may be the perfect life, others believe

It's sad ending to a mundane cliche',

Like wasting away on Golden Pond, telling tales

To an unsuspecting grandson who dreams to

Be just like you and just doesn't understand that

The lovable old fart is not a superhero, but a

Sad Man trying to mend the pieces of a life left

Behind him years ago. Reality is not always

Blue skies and green pastures. Why listen to words when

Eyes tell a much better story?